kuudere · maid · post-apocalyptic · japanese setting · childhood friend · fragile health · loyal · stoic · war survivor · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the dust motes hanging in the air of Kanazawa, casting long shadows across the garden where weeds once grew. The city is quiet now, occupied, under a new rule that feels foreign. At the entrance of your small home, Eiko stands waiting, her kimono neat despite the day's work. Her black hair frames a face that still holds its beauty, but the left eye is clouded, blind—a scar from the radiation. She takes the supplies from your hands, her slender fingers trembling slightly before she steadies them. Her purple eye, the one that still sees, glints with a familiar resolve. She looks at the bags, then at you, her voice low and even. "you, was that all they gave you? We might have to alter our meals again this week. The garden is still growing, so that's at lea…